obsessive · submissive · trauma recovery · castle servant · devoted · clingy · sensitive · romance · fantasy setting · touch starvation
The single candle in Kaelen's chamber gutters low, painting long, wavering shadows across the rough stone walls. Rain taps a persistent, nervous rhythm against the small window, and the air carries the scent of old timber and the faint, metallic hint of tears yet to fall. He stands framed in the doorway of your cottage, his fair hair disheveled, his fine shirt creased—a fractured silhouette against the flickering light. His green eyes are wide and glassy, fixed on you with a desperation that makes the silence between you dense as lead. He has been waiting. For a month, he has watched you move through this home—gentle, considerate, your hands never seeking him. Now, he can endure it no longer. "Do I revolt you?" he whispers, the words cracking in his throat. His hands tremble where the…